Ok, I know I had another story post, I am currently working on two xD, along with the warriors cats story (which I'm thinking of scraping for now), I am also in the middle of writing another story based on this one..years ago I had written the pre-curser to this one in school, basically it was the pack when Snowmoon was a pup, and all, I actually won a creative writing award and 300$ in Jr. High, I even got an offer to have it published as a short story, but I turned it down, the money was enough for me xD.
ANYWAYS, I know my punctuation may be a little off, I use comas alot lol, I never claimed to be a professional writer hardy harhar.
Alright, basically characters so you get to know them.
Alpha: Snowmoon-a slim, muscular solid white she-wolf with dark blue eyes, mother of Sage and Raven.(5 years )
Beta male: Brackishclaw-a large, heavily built dark brown wolf with black ticked furs throughout his coat, and deep yellow eyes.(3 years)
Beta female: Lilyleaf-a lithe yet muscular dark brown wolf with black ticked furs throughout her coat, light green eyes.(3 years)
Hunters:
Rainfeather-a dark grey she-wolf with black ticking throughout her coat, her face is black with rings around her eyes, her eyes are pale yellow, Mother of troutwing,mate to Racoontail.
(3 years)
Troutwing-a dark grey male with black ticking throughout his coat, his face is black with rings around his eyes, his eyes are pale yellow. (1 1/2 years)
Racoontail-a jet back male with deep amber eyes that change from amber to dark yellow depending on his mood, he has a distinct gray ringed tail which gave him his name, mate to Rainfeather.(4 years)
Pups:
Sage(Sagebreeze)-Light gray colored she-wolf with dark blue eyes.
Raven(Ravensight)-dusty black colored male with lime-green eyes.
(In this story they go from 4 months to a year)
Lilyleafs' pups which will be reveiled later on.
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The sun shown brightly overhead as midday made it's way to scene. A herd of white tailed deer grazed lazily in a meadow below. In the middle there stood a large buck, his great antlers so weighted down with points that they had begun to curve and twist. A single lithe shape lay in the tall reeds above the deer, it's snow white pelt reflected the sun brightly but the deer could not see. Their earthy scent filled the creatures nostrils, as the wind drifted lazily toward her. Good she thought A good hunting day Glancing around she spied more shapes slowly drifting into place.
Slowly the white creature rose to a hunch, her eyes fixed on her target, she burst from the reeds down the slope. Others joined her as she ran, and the deer broke in a panic, the large buck in the lead. The wolves gave chase, the snow white she-wolf at the head, her dark blue eyes fixed on the head deer. Two wolves, identical in steely gray pelt their only difference being their sizes, locked onto a small doe. A black and a brown wolf chased a small fawn whilst the white wolf trailed the large twisted-antlered buck as he broke from the herd toward the wooded plains.
Nearby the two metallic gray wolves took down the doe, but the white wolf sped up her pace. I've got you now, great one she thought. The huge buck twisted and turned, dodging trees as they grew thicker. The ivory huntress found it hard to keep up, but finally she was just a leap away from her quarry. She bunched her powerful muscles and bounded, her jaws open, ready to snap shut on the deers flesh. The buck too made a quick jump and the white wolf landed just a few hairs short, she stood panting as the great deer bounded away. Laying her ears back she gave a frustrated snarl, and turned to pad back to the hunters.
The rest of the wolves lay in the clear meadow below. As she approached, the large brown male rose to greet her with a wagging tail and a lick on the muzzle. You were unsuccessful? he asked the white wolf. She shot him an angry look and bared her teeth in a silent growl, and laid down panting.
Why do you chase the large buck so deperately, Snowmoon? the brown wolf questioned.
You know of the stories Brackishclaw Snowmoon answered simply.
The stories. Yes, I know of them, 'for an Alpha of a pack to earn his place in the ranks of skypelt he must take an elder-buck with no help from the pack he relies so heavily on,only then may be join the ranks of Alphas' past and future' Brackishclaw answered. But, alpha, look, we were not unsuccessful, Rainfeather and Troutwing brought down a doe, our pack will feed well tonight! He grinned triumphantly, licking Snowmoon on her head.
This is true Brackishclaw, and I am greatful for the work we have done, however my time in this pack will soon be over, how will I ever earn my place in Skypelt? Snowmoon whispered
Brackishclaw gave a snort My dear Snowmoon, you should not worry so much about your death, but focus on the life you have now, death is still many, many seasons away for you
Right as always, Brackishclaw, right as always
Turning to the rest of the gathered wolves she shouted, Good job to my hunters!, I am proud of you, all of you! we will feed well because of you! Now, let us give thanks to the deer who gave her life for us so that we may keep ours!
The hunters, including Brackishclaw, gave out yelps and growls of agreement. Snowmoon rose her muzzle into the sky and belted out a loud, long howl. The others joined in.
The great buck may have escaped, but tomorrow was another day. And today, Thunderpack would eat well.
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Birds sang cheerfully in the thick canopy of oak and other broad-leafed trees. Below in a clearing several dens had been dug out of the sides of the banks, in the center two wolf pups growled and yapped energetically in play.
take that, you deer! the smaller of the pups, a dusty-grey she-wolf growled as she lunged at the second, larger pup.
grabbing his scruff with her teeth and halling him onto the dusty ground. The male pup stiffened under his sisters lighter weight.
what's wrong raven?, why have you stopped playing?? the grey she-wolf asked.
Mother's back, I wonder if they've made a kill! Raven barked excitedly.
Both pups sprang up as a white she-wolf loped into the clearing. Followed by the rest of the pack. The pups greeted their mother with a series of whines, tucking their ears back and tails beneath their legs, they licked at their mothers muzzle.
Snowmoon licked both of her pups in turn, she rolled Raven over with her muzzle and gently roughed him with an open mouth, Sage bounced at her mothers' head, grappling her ear with her fore-paws.
Calm, my pups Snowmoon soothed, and the pups steadied their play, I have a surprise for you, my little ones, you're going to your first kill with the pack
Sage and Raven exchanged excited glances. This was the first time they were to be allowed very far from the dens, up until now, the pack would bring them back fresh meat from the kills and they'd eat it here. Now they were going TO the kill as part of the pack!
Sage could barely hold back her excitment as their mother led the pack back out into the forest, she started off at a slow trot, the older pack members fanned out behind her, the pups were at the back.
I can't believe we're actually out here! Sage yipped, darting here and there, sniffing at every plant and hole she could find.
I know! Raven agreed, his voice was shakey with excitment I can't wait! he bounced, pelting after Sage as she sniffed furiously at a mouse hole.
Troutwing slowed his pace near the rear of the pack, you two excited? he asked, both pups nodded joining him.
I remember what that is like , back when I was first out of the clearing, going to my first kill with the pack, Kestrelfeather and I...- Troutwing stopped short.
His eyes clouded with grief, Kestrelfeather was his sister. She had been killed many moons ago by man who had invaded their territory and killed half the pack, including Sage and Ravens own father,Bearfur.
Sage and Raven had not yet been born, so they didn't remember, but Troutwing clearly didn't want to talk about it anymore.
The pups followed the pack in silence. Watching Troutwing ahead of them, his head and tail drooped, they knew that there was nothing they could say to ease his grieving over his lost sister.
Raven looked at Sage, he didn't know what would happen if he ever lost his.
Snowmoon halted the pack with a growl. Raising her tail, she waited until the pack had filed along beside her. Raven pushed his way inbetween his mother and Brackishclaw. He could see the deer clearly, laying at the edge of the meadow, untouched. The crow-meal eaters clearly had not found the body.
Snowmoon gave the signal to move, and the pack loped down the hill into the meadow. Glancing at the sky, Snowmoon barked we must eat our fill quickly
Raven followed his mothers gaze, above he could see a few buzzards lazily circling high in the sky. He knew from what the pack had taught him that buzzards would bring other predators to an easy meal.
Raven tussled for position at the caracuss. He was surprised as he was jockied back and forth, he glanced beside him to see that even Sage was having a tough time eating and was being pushed and shoved.
Raven tried to ignore the vicious growls and snarls of his pack mates as they ate as fast as they dared.
Sage reeled back as Brackishclaw slammed into raccoontail, his great jaws snapped at the black wolfs ear.
Racoontail retaliated by slashing his teeth across the beta males muzzle, could he do that? obviously, because no wolf looked concerned.
So this was what REAL pack life was like? beyond the safety of the sheltered clearing, where every wolf got on so well?
To Sage, it was both terrifying...and yet, it felt right some how,it was natural she supposed.
She drug her way back inbetween the tussling bodies of raccoontail and Troutwing. When Racoontail's massivehead threatened to push her out of the way, she flattened her ears and snarled as agressively as she dared. To her amazment, the large male withdrew his head, and went on to bicker with Troutwing.
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In the days that passed since the pups had gone to their first kill as part of the pack, Sage and Raven had attended two more kills. Each time was more exciting to Sage than the last, though Raven had seemed acustomed by now.
On this day, their mother, Snowmoon had taken the pups out into the meadow.
Lilyleafs' pups had been born the evening before, five healthy pups, five more wolves to make the pack stronger Snowmoon reflected.
She had brought the pups out to the meadow this day because it was the pups fifth moon and it was time for them to learn the territory, all of it's scents, sights and sounds as well as the packs boundries which seperated them from their neighboring pack, Shadowpack.
Snowmoon quietly padded along her pace surprised Sage, even Raven seemed to be having trouble keeping up.
Now,listen.we are going to a long way today, we are going to circle half our territory, then go back
the packs territory had become larger since their direct boardering neighbor pack, Creelpack was wiped out by man many many moons ago, Thunderpack claimed their territory, just as Shadowpack had claimed Windpacks' territory when they too, were wiped out.
Sadness clouded Snowmoons eyes. She had been friends with many wolves from both packs, shaking her head to clear the thoughts away she turned back to the pups.
This is your first time out, there are many dangers out here, so you two MUST be silent, you are here to learn, not play She warned.
Sage and Raven nodded silently, showing that they understood.
good Snowmoon murmured, follow me, and stay close Snowmoon set off at a trot, that rolled into a sprint, the pups struggled to keep pace.
Sage and Raven spent most of the day listening quietly as their mother explained this scent and that one, which was fresh which was old, bear,deer,elk,bison,cougar, and bobcat, and then testing each pup to see what they remembered.
You'll rarely scent fox Snowmoon explained Unlike us, they are wonders, and rarely stay in one part of their territory long.
The sun was high in the sky by the time they stopped to rest beside a slow flowing river, the three of them stopped to lap the cool,fresh water.
We're on the edge of Shadowpacks boundries now, be silent and smell!, do you scent anything? she asked encouragingly.
I...I smell wolves.. Sage murmured.
she's right, I can smell them too! Raven agreed lifting his nose to the wind blowing toward them they smell...similar, but different.... .
That's right Snowmoon growled that is Shadowpack, you have kin there, my brothers....
Rreally? Raven squeaked in surprise why are your brothers in that pack and not with you? .
It's a long, complicated story my pup Snowmoon sighed but I suppose you're old enough to know now, come, I'll tell you on the way back to the hollow
Sages' mind reeled with thoughts as she lay comfortably beside her mother in their den.
On the way back to the sheltered hollow Snowmoon had told them of her father, Falconmoon, he had been pack alpha before Snowmoon.
She told the pups of how after Falconmoon died, she and her brothers Foxtail and Jaywing were next in line, and when she was just known as Snowpelt, and of how three wolves born to the alpha pair could never share Alpha duties when their parents died.
She had told then of how their kinship died with bitter fighting, eventually both of her brothers were forced out as rouges when the pack sided with Snowmoon, and deciced that she, not her brothers was the best fit as Alpha.
As she reflected on the story, Sage told herself that she would like to be Alpha one day but she didn't like the thought that one day her mother would not be there to help she or her brother she also didn't quite understand why it was that she AND Raven couldn't both be alpha of the pack.
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There was a clamber of excitment around the hollow, Brackishclaw Paced proudly around the entrance to the nursey den, his tail and ears held high.
Today was he and Lilyleafs' pups' first moon, that meant that for the first time the tiny pups could be seen by the rest of the pack. Sage had never seen them, only Snowmoon had been on the day of their birth to see them.
The rest of the pack ambled around the clearing, thier excitment buzzing like a swarm of bees, Sage jumped as a tiny yip came from the den and Lilyleaf pushed her way through the narrow opening, Come along, it's alright pups she soothed her young.
Sage watched excitedly as the first tiny muzzle poked it's way out of the den, followed cautiously by another, the first pup stumbled out of the den and tumbled to the ground, looking around with bright pup-blue eyes. It's pelt was a rich dark brown with a peppered black stripe running down it's spine.
This is Moss, he's my last born Lilyleaf announced to the pack.
She turned to look as a second, dark grey pup with ticked black and white fur tumbled from the den, and looked around with the same excitedly wide-eyed expression.
This is Feather, she is my first born Lilyleaf announced.
Time passed and three more pups tumbled out from the den, a solid black male pup with a white spot on his muzzle,Lilyleaf called Night.
Another dark brown pup with the same peppered black stripe running down her spine, Lilyleaf called her Cherry.
The last and smallest pup was a male, solid brown with no ticked furs or anything Lilyleaf called Oak.
The tiny pups huddled in a clusted infront of their mother while the pack came to greet them, their dark blue eyes wide with fear and curiosity.
Brackishclaw was the first to greet his pups. His eyes shown brightly as he gazed at his pups then back at his mate. He gave Lilyleaf an affectionate lick on the muzzle and murmured something Sage couldn't hear.
Raccoontail was next. He sniffed each pup in turn and turned to the proud new parents wonderful pups, they'll serve the pack well one day he murmured.
Sage waited until Rainfeather then Troutwing greeted the pups. She noticed Raven holding back, and did the same.
well come over, you two Brackishclaw called his voice friendly and full of affection.
come greet your new family members Lilyleaf called softly. Raven padded slowly over and sniffed the pups recoiling as one gave a tiny growl skittered shyly farther between his mother legs. Raven glanced at Brackishclaw nerviously,who only gave him a slight friendly nod welcome to the pack, little ones he murmured. He leaned briefly against Lilyleaf before padding away.
Sage noticed that her bother had a little more bounce in his walk and he held his tail up proudly.
Sage padded to the pups that were now falling asleep she sniffed them gently breathing in their pup-scent. It was soft,warm and milky, each pup smelled different only slightly but each had a different scent than the last underneath their nursery scent.
She would remember their scents for the rest of her life. they are very cute she murmured quietly.
Thank you Lilyleaf murmured her eyes soft and sleepy. Sage padded away, she even found herself a bit happier! new pups for the pack! one day she would be running along beside them on the hunt. One of them may even be her beta if she ever became pack leader!
ANYWAYS, I know my punctuation may be a little off, I use comas alot lol, I never claimed to be a professional writer hardy harhar.
Alright, basically characters so you get to know them.
Alpha: Snowmoon-a slim, muscular solid white she-wolf with dark blue eyes, mother of Sage and Raven.(5 years )
Beta male: Brackishclaw-a large, heavily built dark brown wolf with black ticked furs throughout his coat, and deep yellow eyes.(3 years)
Beta female: Lilyleaf-a lithe yet muscular dark brown wolf with black ticked furs throughout her coat, light green eyes.(3 years)
Hunters:
Rainfeather-a dark grey she-wolf with black ticking throughout her coat, her face is black with rings around her eyes, her eyes are pale yellow, Mother of troutwing,mate to Racoontail.
(3 years)
Troutwing-a dark grey male with black ticking throughout his coat, his face is black with rings around his eyes, his eyes are pale yellow. (1 1/2 years)
Racoontail-a jet back male with deep amber eyes that change from amber to dark yellow depending on his mood, he has a distinct gray ringed tail which gave him his name, mate to Rainfeather.(4 years)
Pups:
Sage(Sagebreeze)-Light gray colored she-wolf with dark blue eyes.
Raven(Ravensight)-dusty black colored male with lime-green eyes.
(In this story they go from 4 months to a year)
Lilyleafs' pups which will be reveiled later on.
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The sun shown brightly overhead as midday made it's way to scene. A herd of white tailed deer grazed lazily in a meadow below. In the middle there stood a large buck, his great antlers so weighted down with points that they had begun to curve and twist. A single lithe shape lay in the tall reeds above the deer, it's snow white pelt reflected the sun brightly but the deer could not see. Their earthy scent filled the creatures nostrils, as the wind drifted lazily toward her. Good she thought A good hunting day Glancing around she spied more shapes slowly drifting into place.
Slowly the white creature rose to a hunch, her eyes fixed on her target, she burst from the reeds down the slope. Others joined her as she ran, and the deer broke in a panic, the large buck in the lead. The wolves gave chase, the snow white she-wolf at the head, her dark blue eyes fixed on the head deer. Two wolves, identical in steely gray pelt their only difference being their sizes, locked onto a small doe. A black and a brown wolf chased a small fawn whilst the white wolf trailed the large twisted-antlered buck as he broke from the herd toward the wooded plains.
Nearby the two metallic gray wolves took down the doe, but the white wolf sped up her pace. I've got you now, great one she thought. The huge buck twisted and turned, dodging trees as they grew thicker. The ivory huntress found it hard to keep up, but finally she was just a leap away from her quarry. She bunched her powerful muscles and bounded, her jaws open, ready to snap shut on the deers flesh. The buck too made a quick jump and the white wolf landed just a few hairs short, she stood panting as the great deer bounded away. Laying her ears back she gave a frustrated snarl, and turned to pad back to the hunters.
The rest of the wolves lay in the clear meadow below. As she approached, the large brown male rose to greet her with a wagging tail and a lick on the muzzle. You were unsuccessful? he asked the white wolf. She shot him an angry look and bared her teeth in a silent growl, and laid down panting.
Why do you chase the large buck so deperately, Snowmoon? the brown wolf questioned.
You know of the stories Brackishclaw Snowmoon answered simply.
The stories. Yes, I know of them, 'for an Alpha of a pack to earn his place in the ranks of skypelt he must take an elder-buck with no help from the pack he relies so heavily on,only then may be join the ranks of Alphas' past and future' Brackishclaw answered. But, alpha, look, we were not unsuccessful, Rainfeather and Troutwing brought down a doe, our pack will feed well tonight! He grinned triumphantly, licking Snowmoon on her head.
This is true Brackishclaw, and I am greatful for the work we have done, however my time in this pack will soon be over, how will I ever earn my place in Skypelt? Snowmoon whispered
Brackishclaw gave a snort My dear Snowmoon, you should not worry so much about your death, but focus on the life you have now, death is still many, many seasons away for you
Right as always, Brackishclaw, right as always
Turning to the rest of the gathered wolves she shouted, Good job to my hunters!, I am proud of you, all of you! we will feed well because of you! Now, let us give thanks to the deer who gave her life for us so that we may keep ours!
The hunters, including Brackishclaw, gave out yelps and growls of agreement. Snowmoon rose her muzzle into the sky and belted out a loud, long howl. The others joined in.
The great buck may have escaped, but tomorrow was another day. And today, Thunderpack would eat well.
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Birds sang cheerfully in the thick canopy of oak and other broad-leafed trees. Below in a clearing several dens had been dug out of the sides of the banks, in the center two wolf pups growled and yapped energetically in play.
take that, you deer! the smaller of the pups, a dusty-grey she-wolf growled as she lunged at the second, larger pup.
grabbing his scruff with her teeth and halling him onto the dusty ground. The male pup stiffened under his sisters lighter weight.
what's wrong raven?, why have you stopped playing?? the grey she-wolf asked.
Mother's back, I wonder if they've made a kill! Raven barked excitedly.
Both pups sprang up as a white she-wolf loped into the clearing. Followed by the rest of the pack. The pups greeted their mother with a series of whines, tucking their ears back and tails beneath their legs, they licked at their mothers muzzle.
Snowmoon licked both of her pups in turn, she rolled Raven over with her muzzle and gently roughed him with an open mouth, Sage bounced at her mothers' head, grappling her ear with her fore-paws.
Calm, my pups Snowmoon soothed, and the pups steadied their play, I have a surprise for you, my little ones, you're going to your first kill with the pack
Sage and Raven exchanged excited glances. This was the first time they were to be allowed very far from the dens, up until now, the pack would bring them back fresh meat from the kills and they'd eat it here. Now they were going TO the kill as part of the pack!
Sage could barely hold back her excitment as their mother led the pack back out into the forest, she started off at a slow trot, the older pack members fanned out behind her, the pups were at the back.
I can't believe we're actually out here! Sage yipped, darting here and there, sniffing at every plant and hole she could find.
I know! Raven agreed, his voice was shakey with excitment I can't wait! he bounced, pelting after Sage as she sniffed furiously at a mouse hole.
Troutwing slowed his pace near the rear of the pack, you two excited? he asked, both pups nodded joining him.
I remember what that is like , back when I was first out of the clearing, going to my first kill with the pack, Kestrelfeather and I...- Troutwing stopped short.
His eyes clouded with grief, Kestrelfeather was his sister. She had been killed many moons ago by man who had invaded their territory and killed half the pack, including Sage and Ravens own father,Bearfur.
Sage and Raven had not yet been born, so they didn't remember, but Troutwing clearly didn't want to talk about it anymore.
The pups followed the pack in silence. Watching Troutwing ahead of them, his head and tail drooped, they knew that there was nothing they could say to ease his grieving over his lost sister.
Raven looked at Sage, he didn't know what would happen if he ever lost his.
Snowmoon halted the pack with a growl. Raising her tail, she waited until the pack had filed along beside her. Raven pushed his way inbetween his mother and Brackishclaw. He could see the deer clearly, laying at the edge of the meadow, untouched. The crow-meal eaters clearly had not found the body.
Snowmoon gave the signal to move, and the pack loped down the hill into the meadow. Glancing at the sky, Snowmoon barked we must eat our fill quickly
Raven followed his mothers gaze, above he could see a few buzzards lazily circling high in the sky. He knew from what the pack had taught him that buzzards would bring other predators to an easy meal.
Raven tussled for position at the caracuss. He was surprised as he was jockied back and forth, he glanced beside him to see that even Sage was having a tough time eating and was being pushed and shoved.
Raven tried to ignore the vicious growls and snarls of his pack mates as they ate as fast as they dared.
Sage reeled back as Brackishclaw slammed into raccoontail, his great jaws snapped at the black wolfs ear.
Racoontail retaliated by slashing his teeth across the beta males muzzle, could he do that? obviously, because no wolf looked concerned.
So this was what REAL pack life was like? beyond the safety of the sheltered clearing, where every wolf got on so well?
To Sage, it was both terrifying...and yet, it felt right some how,it was natural she supposed.
She drug her way back inbetween the tussling bodies of raccoontail and Troutwing. When Racoontail's massivehead threatened to push her out of the way, she flattened her ears and snarled as agressively as she dared. To her amazment, the large male withdrew his head, and went on to bicker with Troutwing.
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In the days that passed since the pups had gone to their first kill as part of the pack, Sage and Raven had attended two more kills. Each time was more exciting to Sage than the last, though Raven had seemed acustomed by now.
On this day, their mother, Snowmoon had taken the pups out into the meadow.
Lilyleafs' pups had been born the evening before, five healthy pups, five more wolves to make the pack stronger Snowmoon reflected.
She had brought the pups out to the meadow this day because it was the pups fifth moon and it was time for them to learn the territory, all of it's scents, sights and sounds as well as the packs boundries which seperated them from their neighboring pack, Shadowpack.
Snowmoon quietly padded along her pace surprised Sage, even Raven seemed to be having trouble keeping up.
Now,listen.we are going to a long way today, we are going to circle half our territory, then go back
the packs territory had become larger since their direct boardering neighbor pack, Creelpack was wiped out by man many many moons ago, Thunderpack claimed their territory, just as Shadowpack had claimed Windpacks' territory when they too, were wiped out.
Sadness clouded Snowmoons eyes. She had been friends with many wolves from both packs, shaking her head to clear the thoughts away she turned back to the pups.
This is your first time out, there are many dangers out here, so you two MUST be silent, you are here to learn, not play She warned.
Sage and Raven nodded silently, showing that they understood.
good Snowmoon murmured, follow me, and stay close Snowmoon set off at a trot, that rolled into a sprint, the pups struggled to keep pace.
Sage and Raven spent most of the day listening quietly as their mother explained this scent and that one, which was fresh which was old, bear,deer,elk,bison,cougar, and bobcat, and then testing each pup to see what they remembered.
You'll rarely scent fox Snowmoon explained Unlike us, they are wonders, and rarely stay in one part of their territory long.
The sun was high in the sky by the time they stopped to rest beside a slow flowing river, the three of them stopped to lap the cool,fresh water.
We're on the edge of Shadowpacks boundries now, be silent and smell!, do you scent anything? she asked encouragingly.
I...I smell wolves.. Sage murmured.
she's right, I can smell them too! Raven agreed lifting his nose to the wind blowing toward them they smell...similar, but different.... .
That's right Snowmoon growled that is Shadowpack, you have kin there, my brothers....
Rreally? Raven squeaked in surprise why are your brothers in that pack and not with you? .
It's a long, complicated story my pup Snowmoon sighed but I suppose you're old enough to know now, come, I'll tell you on the way back to the hollow
Sages' mind reeled with thoughts as she lay comfortably beside her mother in their den.
On the way back to the sheltered hollow Snowmoon had told them of her father, Falconmoon, he had been pack alpha before Snowmoon.
She told the pups of how after Falconmoon died, she and her brothers Foxtail and Jaywing were next in line, and when she was just known as Snowpelt, and of how three wolves born to the alpha pair could never share Alpha duties when their parents died.
She had told then of how their kinship died with bitter fighting, eventually both of her brothers were forced out as rouges when the pack sided with Snowmoon, and deciced that she, not her brothers was the best fit as Alpha.
As she reflected on the story, Sage told herself that she would like to be Alpha one day but she didn't like the thought that one day her mother would not be there to help she or her brother she also didn't quite understand why it was that she AND Raven couldn't both be alpha of the pack.
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There was a clamber of excitment around the hollow, Brackishclaw Paced proudly around the entrance to the nursey den, his tail and ears held high.
Today was he and Lilyleafs' pups' first moon, that meant that for the first time the tiny pups could be seen by the rest of the pack. Sage had never seen them, only Snowmoon had been on the day of their birth to see them.
The rest of the pack ambled around the clearing, thier excitment buzzing like a swarm of bees, Sage jumped as a tiny yip came from the den and Lilyleaf pushed her way through the narrow opening, Come along, it's alright pups she soothed her young.
Sage watched excitedly as the first tiny muzzle poked it's way out of the den, followed cautiously by another, the first pup stumbled out of the den and tumbled to the ground, looking around with bright pup-blue eyes. It's pelt was a rich dark brown with a peppered black stripe running down it's spine.
This is Moss, he's my last born Lilyleaf announced to the pack.
She turned to look as a second, dark grey pup with ticked black and white fur tumbled from the den, and looked around with the same excitedly wide-eyed expression.
This is Feather, she is my first born Lilyleaf announced.
Time passed and three more pups tumbled out from the den, a solid black male pup with a white spot on his muzzle,Lilyleaf called Night.
Another dark brown pup with the same peppered black stripe running down her spine, Lilyleaf called her Cherry.
The last and smallest pup was a male, solid brown with no ticked furs or anything Lilyleaf called Oak.
The tiny pups huddled in a clusted infront of their mother while the pack came to greet them, their dark blue eyes wide with fear and curiosity.
Brackishclaw was the first to greet his pups. His eyes shown brightly as he gazed at his pups then back at his mate. He gave Lilyleaf an affectionate lick on the muzzle and murmured something Sage couldn't hear.
Raccoontail was next. He sniffed each pup in turn and turned to the proud new parents wonderful pups, they'll serve the pack well one day he murmured.
Sage waited until Rainfeather then Troutwing greeted the pups. She noticed Raven holding back, and did the same.
well come over, you two Brackishclaw called his voice friendly and full of affection.
come greet your new family members Lilyleaf called softly. Raven padded slowly over and sniffed the pups recoiling as one gave a tiny growl skittered shyly farther between his mother legs. Raven glanced at Brackishclaw nerviously,who only gave him a slight friendly nod welcome to the pack, little ones he murmured. He leaned briefly against Lilyleaf before padding away.
Sage noticed that her bother had a little more bounce in his walk and he held his tail up proudly.
Sage padded to the pups that were now falling asleep she sniffed them gently breathing in their pup-scent. It was soft,warm and milky, each pup smelled different only slightly but each had a different scent than the last underneath their nursery scent.
She would remember their scents for the rest of her life. they are very cute she murmured quietly.
Thank you Lilyleaf murmured her eyes soft and sleepy. Sage padded away, she even found herself a bit happier! new pups for the pack! one day she would be running along beside them on the hunt. One of them may even be her beta if she ever became pack leader!
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